Maura's POV:

I was dragged back to home after dad left me all injured. He didn't even let me take a breather and asked me to follow him home. The blood had dried up on my body, and my wounds were aching.

I basically crawled behind him. And since it was too dark, Dad got the benefit, and nobody spotted me in that state. Even if they had, they wouldn't say a word. Nobody wanted to mess with my father, as he would make their lives hell.

"Go change and cook for me," dad said as soon as we entered the house.

I mustered all the strength I could to rush upstairs and shut my bedroom door.

"Ah!" I winced in pain when taking off my clothes and walking under the shower.

I knew only a shower could help calm my bruised body.

"I am sorry, Zane. But we cannot be together," I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject Zane's offer. I wasn't even allowed to be seen with him.

It wasn't that I hadn't thought of running away from my house. I just didn't know if I could trust Zane. If a father could treat his daughter like that, anybody could. How can I trust Zane when I can' t even trust my own father?

standing under the water until I began to feel like

to my bedroom.

me with a nasty grin

here?" I yelled, sticking to the corner and sobbing.

over my little daughter and admiring how beautiful she is now that

him in, I rushed and pushed him out. At this point, he could see my naked body with his hungry eyes. But that's what confused him, and I was able to kick him out of my bathroom. I locked the door and blocked it with my body weight while I sobbed at the top

simplest desires?" He yelled from the other side.

him. I cannot live like this. He made a duplicate key to my room so he could come

crying when I heard the door being slammed shut. I fathomed he had left the room after he

walked out of the bathroom in anger.

clothes. I knew for a fact he will be gone for drinking so I could leave

from the basement. A frown covered my forehead because I didn't recall ever going into the basement. I

has to satisfy my thirst. They cannot just live here and act like they own the place," he was talking to himself. I could tell he was pretty drunk, but

to the exit and finally

before I dropped my bag and strolled in the direction of

he hiding in the basement?" I asked myself, steadily walking over to the storage room and grabbing an axe to break down the lock. But luck

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